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Just then, Li Qianzi's closed eyes suddenly flew open. Her eyes were bright as snow and sharp as lightning.,A roar of anger erupted, and Li Qianzi suddenly kicked the man with the scar on his face upwards.,Quickly tidying up his clothes, Ling gave the man with the scar a look of disdain, and let out a sigh of relief in his heart. He was glad it wasn't **.。